Late last week, I commented on a post by Grizz at his Riverdaze... blog that American Robins (Turdus migratorius) had, so far, failed to strip the tiny fruits from my crabapple tree as they usually do much earlier in the winter. Well, the major winter storm that buried New England and New York only left three inches of snow here in the northern Piedmont, but it was enough to send the overwintering robins into a feeding frenzy. As I shoveled the walks and drive on Saturday morning, hordes of robins descended on the crabapple tree and feasted.
|Just a few of the dozens of American Robins gorging themselves on crabapples|
|My dependents eat even before I do (but I have admit I brewed coffee first)|
|A Red-breasted Nuthatch (Sitta candensis). These northern visitors were more numerous at the beginning of winter, but a few have hung around all season.|
|View down to the pond behind my residence|
|The old-field just beyond my front lawn|
|My Prius is all flocked up|
|The east end of my residence, added in 1833 to an existing 1791 house|